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Where should I start? Have I ever stopped like this? I mean, started. Have I? I Cannot remember having done so and yet it seems familiar. This book is new. It is nothing I have ever done, but it too feels familiar. Almost like I have already written it once. Twice. Thrice. Thrice he spoke and then fell silent. This book has something to do with . . . cannot remember. It has left me, this wisdom. This knowledge of mine, which I held so dearly. Never. Never again must they be allowed to treat us like this. Never. The end.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Where should I start? Have I ever stopped like this? I mean, started. Have I? I Cannot remember having done so and yet it seems familiar. This book is new. It is nothing I have ever done, but it too feels familiar. Almost like I have already written it once. Twice. Thrice. Thrice he spoke and then fell silent. This book has something to do with . . . cannot remember. It has left me, this wisdom. This knowledge of mine, which I held so dearly. Never. Never again must they be allowed to treat us like this. Never. The end.